Chapter 11: Remake

Zhao Ming nodded after listening:

"Is that so..."

"It's not a big problem."

The reason why "Berlin Speech" was used for the game CG was because there were only 500 emotional values at that time, and it was only enough to unlock a "Berlin Speech" to highlight the key points.

Using "Berlin Speech" alone did have some problems.

It was easy to make it into promoting war.

However, speeches that make people's blood boil in WWII were not just the Third Reich.

As long as you change it slightly.

Change the Allied countries to Federation later.

British Federation, French Federation, Soviet Federation, American Free Federation...

As long as Churchill's speech and the will of the Soviet people are added to the back of the game's promotional CG.

In this way, not only is the strength and domineering of the Third Reich highlighted.

It also highlights the resilience and determination of the Federation to resist the empire.

Zhao Ming looked at Shen Qinghan:

"I already have an idea."

"It will be rendered in a while. If you are not in a hurry, wait here for a while."

"Save the trouble of another trip."

Shen Qinghan nodded and said:

"Okay."

"But... you thought of it in such a short time?"

It wasn't even a while.

Just after she finished speaking, Zhao Ming had already finished thinking about the modification idea.

This is too fast.

Zhao Ming operated the computer and said:

"Actually, I had an idea a long time ago."

While speaking, he redeemed Churchill's speech video data from the system, as well as the super-burning clips of the Soviet Federation defending Moscow, and projected them into the computer.

After intercepting a part, he adjusted the color tone according to the original game CG.

Not long after.

The three-segment transition game CG was done.

Zhao Ming looked at Shen Qinghan:

"Done, come and enjoy it."

Shen Qinghan, who was sitting on the sofa looking at the trending search on her phone, looked up, her eyes a bit surprised:

"So fast?"

"It's only been a few minutes."

Zhao Ming shrugged:

"Who let our Donghai City's photonic supercomputing cluster be powerful."

Shen Qinghan rolled her eyes.

The photonic supercomputing cluster is powerful, but it also needs rendering time. It finished rendering so quickly.

To what extent has this guy perfected the background of this game?

Shen Qinghan stood up and walked over:

"Let me see."

Zhao Ming stood up and gave up his seat, clicking on the game promotional CG.

The screen flashed.

The words Third Reich appeared on the screen.

Then.

What came into view was still the dark-toned hall with ten thousand people, where countless people from all over stood, surrounded by huge black iron cross flags.

The propaganda minister wearing a dark yellow military uniform on the podium.

"Do you oppose the empire's comprehensive... plan?!"

"No—!!!"

"The British and French Federation says we must stop, what do you think?!"

"Nonsense!!!"

"Do you want comprehensive...?"

"Yes—!!!"

"Do you want complete, comprehensive, incredible...!!!"

"Yes—!!!!"

"Are you ready to fight with the empire, according to God's will, until victory?!!!"

"Yes!!!"

"We will obey!!!"

"Prepare!"

"We will stir up a storm in this world!!!"

"\Heil!!!"

At the end of the screen, the people and soldiers raised their arms and shouted for victory.

Even though she had watched it many times.

Shen Qinghan was also shocked by the propaganda minister's ability to bewitch people. This was just the propaganda minister, and the leader sitting in the center of the podium only raised his arm.

It harvested countless cheers and shouts.

The screen turned immediately.

British and French Federation.

Compared to the domineering and majesty directly in the hall.

What came into Shen Qinghan's eyes was a subway carriage.

An old man in a black suit walked into the carriage and sat down. The people around were surprised to see him and stood up to pay tribute one after another.

The old man in the suit smiled, his gaze swept over the people, and then he said in a relaxed tone:

"Suppose I tell you now that if we have friendly negotiations with the empire now."

"We will win very favorable conditions."

"What do you think?"

As the voice fell, the people in the carriage shook their heads one after another:

"Never."

"Never."

The voices coming one after another made the old man seem to feel the people's wishes, and his eyes became much firmer.

Looking at the little girl beside him who was watching him silently, the old man asked:

"Will you never give up either?"

The only thing he got was a firm child's voice:

"No, never."

The old man's eyes became completely firm.

The screen switched.

From an overlooking perspective, it came to the parliament building in the center of the city.

Countless congressmen in black suits gathered from all directions and gathered in the parliament building.

The screen turned again.

At this time, in the parliament building, all the seats were full.

The old man who asked the people on the subway appeared in the center of the parliament building, and this time it was marked in the CG that this old man was actually the Prime Minister of the British Federation:

"Large tracts of land and famous ancient countries in Europe have fallen under the rule of the Third Reich."

"We must not have the slightest hesitation!"

"We will fight to the end!"

"We will fight in France, fight on the sea, and gather forces to fight in the sky!"

"We must defend our island!"

"No matter what the cost, we must persist to the end!"

"We!"

"Will never surrender!!!"

"Until the battle is fought until God thinks the time is ripe, a new world will come with vigorous power to save and liberate this old world!"

As the voice fell.

Countless congressmen boiled and cheered, unable to calm down for a long time.

Empire and Federation.

Leader and Prime Minister.

The old man's sonorous and powerful voice.

Was still echoing in Shen Qinghan's mind, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

However.

The screen wasn't over yet.

It soon turned to another place.

Soviet Federation.

This time, no important characters appeared, but extremely short video clips kept switching.

The flames of war burned within the territory of the Soviet Federation.

Accompanied by the switching of the screen, a man's vicissitudes voice rang out:

"Davarishi (Comrades)."

"The imperialists want us to surrender; they want us to live a cowardly life."

The video suddenly switched to the battlefield, a powerful shell landed on the position flying the Soviet Federation flag, and countless broken limbs and pieces flew up.

"But they were wrong."

"We are soldiers of the Soviet Union."

The screen switched to the city that had become ruins, and there was only one Soviet soldier on the position, looking at the broken city.

"We will defend the motherland until the last drop of blood is shed."

"Besides that."

"We have no other way."

In the sky full of flames, the imperial army ignited countless oil drums, and the boiling flames burned the entire Soviet army's position, but it was such a scene.

It didn't make those domineering imperial soldiers relax at all, and even their eyes were full of fear.

Suddenly.

In the boiling flames, Soviet soldiers rushed out one by one, burning with flames and roaring to charge. Under the machine gun fire of the empire, Soviet soldiers died one after another, but soon someone followed, charging endlessly.

The man's voice, flat but firm, rang out again.

"We must stop the imperial army."

"Because behind us..."

"Is our Moscow."

The screen went completely dark.

Endless tragedy impacted Shen Qinghan's mind.

"Did they... hold it?" ===== CHAPTER 12 =====